"Alright guys! You got me. We'll go to the pet store and get a cat." Freddie announced. Carly and Sam cheered in excitement.
"Hey Spencer, will you drive us to the pet store? And don't ask for an ostrich this time!" Carly yelled across the apartment.
"Yeah, okay! Hold on just a minute!" He called back.
~Going To Pet Shop~
"Wow, look at all these cats! I like that gray one right there!" Sam said.
"I don't know about you, but I like that one!" Carly pointed her finger toward a mottled golden cat.
"Okay, I really like this weird one," said Freddie, "Look at it! It's like..calico, with orange spots."
"That is strange, Freddie, you're right."
"Oh, that one?" One of the workers asked them, "Yes, he's one of our rescues. Found 'im deep inside nowhere, skinny as a stick. His name's Sol, because of 'is golden eyes."
"Awesome! How much is he?"
"Ten bucks. Why, you want 'im?"
"Yeah. We all like him." Freddie replied.
"Wow. He's been here for years, and no one even thought about getting 'im because they all thought he was creepy. Well, I'll give 'im this." The worker put a sticky note on his cage that said 'Sorry, Reserved :)' and they split up to find Sol stuff. Carly went to find him a bed, Freddie went to find a water and food dish, and cat food, and Sam went to get a litter box and cat litter, which thoroughly disgusted her.
"Okay, I think we've got everything we need for Sol. Let's pay for it." Freddie announced.
~Freddie's House, Bedtime~
After Freddie's mom had made sure he did everything he needed to do twice, he went to bed extremely tired. And he had the strangest dream.
He was between a beach and an island. A tree had fallen between them. Cats were in front of him, using the fallen tree to cross over to the island. He hesitated. A black cat looked at him.
"Well? Aren't you gonna cross?" It asked.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." Freddie carefully walked over the tree. The island was fairly large, and had many more pines, and one giant oak in the center. He followed the black cat through some ferns and found that there were two other groups.
"Everyone's keeping to themselves." The black cat observed.
"I'm surprised RiverClan and WindClan aren't sharing tongues." A golden tabby muttered.
"Where are ShadowClan?" A calico meowed.
"I hope they come soon." A beautiful brown tabby fretted.
WindClan? ShadowClan? RiverClan? Who are they? Freddie thought.
A growl rose from the golden tabby.
"Quiet!" A flecked gray cat snapped.
What's going on?
A few bushes shook. Two cats came out from them. One was white with black paws. The other looked just like the cat they got today...
"It's just Blackstar and Sol!" The black cat whispered.
"Where are the rest of them?" Another cat hissed.
"And who in StarClan's name is that?" Another called.
The white cat walked to the center of the clearing they were in. The other cat, their cat, Sol, trotted behind him on the sand.
"I bring news," The white cat started.
"I hope ShadowClan's all right." The black cat whispered.
"Shh!" A tabby silenced her.
"ShaowClan will no longer attend Gatherings." The black-pawed cat finished.
Then Freddie woke up.